Story Behind The Song

Trying to write a song on a cold and lonely night. Trying to mask sadness. Wanting to run away from an alcoholic brother and a difficult family.

Song Description

The songwritter sits alone in a cold cluttered room. He starts to write a song that seems kind of silly. He realizes he is just masking his sadness and frustration about his family problems.

Lyrics

Cascading towers on the surface of the moon
A fuzzy little bunny in a burberry hot air balloon
I am sitting in a very cluttered room
It's cold and still
I'm waiting till my brain creates another tune

Angela
I don't know why your name comes to
my pound and a half of chicken colored goo
And "Even Cowgirls Get the Blues"
But I will know where this is going to
As soon as sleep takes me tonight

Sleep, take me away from this lie

And I don't want to go back home again
I just want my family to be my friends
But my brother he's been drinking again
And you know what that means

Its my fault (2x)

Angela
I'm sorry I can't write this song about you
I've got too much on miy mind
That bowl of jello between my eyes
But I'm ready to take off my disguise
Either that or i'm ready to run away

Feet, run me away from this jive melody

The fuzzy bunny was he fuzzy?
I don't know.
Did he walk among the towers on the moon
So long ago?